Daniel Jackson was working in his office in the underground base at Cheyenne Mountain. He was researching ancient Roman gods. The Go'uld were starting to appear in more of earth's history than originally thought. He needed a break but refused to take one. As if sensing his exhaustion Teal'c walked in to distract him.

"Daniel Jackson, Vala is taking the money of some of the captains in a most disconcerting manor." Teal'c said from the door way.

"What. Is. She. Doing. Exactly." Daniel asked some what annoyed. Vala was a former theif and had no moral values what so ever. Originally he found her to be annoying at best and despicable at worst. But two years ago he thought he had lost her to an enemy called the Ori. Then six months ago when they finally defeated the Ori she had shown up on an Asgaurd ship and was beamed down into the gate room where the base was welcoming back Gen. Jack O'Neill. They started dating sort of a month later. Since that time it seemed he was the only one who could control her.

"She is betting them horribly at poker." Said Samantha O'Neill. She and Jack had decided to in Jack's words "forget those damn rules." They basically decided since the SGC was like is own little branch of the military that some rules could be changed. The fact the President himself wished them good luck himself and attended the wedding had nothing to do with it.

"Oh. Is that all. For a minute there she was doing something…indecent." Daniel replied.

"Oh she is. After you lose a hundred dollars, you start losing clothing." Sam said with a laugh.

He groaned and got up from his desk to go stop his girlfriend. Gods he loved that word.

Daniel had come home for the first weekend in months. He put the fresh groceries in the refrigerator and decided to have a beer. He was about to grab one when the phone rang.

"Hello."

"…Danny?"

"Who is this?"

"It's Catherine."

"Cat?"

"Hey Danny. Look I'm sorry to call…"

"No. It is great to hear from you. So how is Canada? Better question. How is Mason?"

"He…he's okay I guess. Danny are you coming next week. I mean I think it would mean a lot to Mason if you did. I mean it's been twenty years."

"Yeah Cat I'll be there. In fact I'm flying out in two days. I have two weeks off from work. I'm even leaving my beeper at home. Look Cat…I'm…I'm sorry about the last twelve years. I'll try to explain when I get there. If you're husband doesn't beat my face in."

"Well if Mason did it would not be more than you deserved. Oh shit I got to go Mason is coming in and I am not supposed to talk to you."

With that the girl, Catherine, hung up. Daniel grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator and pulls a picture out of a drawer. As he looked at it he thought about the conversation with Jack O'Neill three days ago.

"Hey Jack. I need a favor." Daniel asked nervously.

"Sure Danny. What is it?" General Jack O'Neill asked from behind his desk.

"I need two and a half weeks off."

"Whattttttt?"

"Look I have got to go to England. If I don't I…well I could die."

"Huh?"

"Jack, trust me. I need to do this. It is very important that I go."

"Alright Daniel, but you got to explain when you come back."

"I will."